Chapter 15

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• Witch and the Wild Werewolves   Chapter 15

  Irm was standing on top of the wall between Velvel and Seff, leaning his forearms on the parapet and watching the pack as they ran into the forest as wolves to hunt. The two twins and four others stayed behind to guard the castle. Between all the big wolves, thorns and flakes swept through the trees.“You know,” began Seff when the last wolf had disappeared into the forest, “he is actually very much in order. Only he's not a pack leader and he knows that too. ”He shrugged his shoulders thoughtfully. Irm had to think twice before she understood that he was talking about Aatu."It's okay. I don't have to marry him right away, ”she replied and watched the sun sink. Velvel made a tone she couldn't place. At her questioning look, he just waved it off. Seff sighed softly, without having noticed anything from Velvel's gaze, and continued:"I'm serious. So not that he was ever a complete rampage pig, but he was in a really good mood. Funny ... ""Funny for him," inte

• Witch and the Wild Werewolves   Chapter 14

  “Because they're friendly,” she explained conspiratorially. Zev laughed.“Derne's family burned him because he's too nice. He was able to part with his body at the last minute and take possession of another body, ”Irm began to tell. Zev raised his eyebrows."And then he is looking for a lap dog of all people?" He asked in disbelief. Irm shook his head in denial."No. He actually wanted to drive into the body of the wolf that had torn the mother of the puppy he is now in, but his spell easily went wrong. And so he ended up in a small helpless puppy instead of a stately wolf. And I found him. He's my best friend. ”She smiled and Zev realized it was a wistful smile."Where did you grow up, Irm?" He asked curiously.“In the largest pack of the south-west forest. At the Lupine de L'Ouests. My aunt is the seventh generation of the pack witch there. "Zev made a face."You poor," he sincerely regretted. Ir

• Witch and the Wild Werewolves   Chapter 13

  He wanted Rafe back and he wanted the witch to go away again . And he wanted Matchit not to be there and for the witch-bag maker not to break his vow. Oh, if he was honest with himself, couldn't time just turn back two years? Or better yet, at fifty?Aatu sighed softly.“I have a headache, I'm going to bed. Hunt without me today . "He turned and dragged himself lazily across the yard.Zev looked after him, slightly worried."I'll stay with him," he decided seriously. Velvel, his twin Seff and Úlfur nodded in agreement. They would n't go hunting tonight either.Irm gnawed at the inside of her cheek, affected. Somehow she got the feeling that she wasn't quite as innocent of Aatu's headache.......No matter how many times Derne had said it in the past two weeks, the werewolves were still giggling in amusement. Derne craned her head and toddled raised in the center of the courtyard. He let his gaze wander over those

• Witch and the Wild Werewolves   Chapter 12

  "A pro pos, witch-bag maker", Zev sparked in between. Aatu and Irm turned to him questioningly.“He's still out there crying. What do we do with him? "There were now sixty-six werewolves, a witch, two demons in the shape of lapdogs and an enchanted T3 vehicle standing in front of the castle wall, staring at a whimpering witch bag maker, who was lying on the floor and pressing his burned hands to his chest , and two icy werewolves."Are they dead?"The kitchen maid took a long branch and nudged it on the flank of one of the frozen wolves. Irm looked questioningly at Flake.By now yes , answered the ice dog demon, almost bored. The kitchen maid said "Eee" and then giggled silly from behind her hand.“What was that actually earlier? You? “, Zev wanted to know curiously. Irm grinned broadly and shook his head negatively .“Nah, that was a flake-Dern

• Witch and the Wild Werewolves   Chapter 11

  Aatu winced, frightened, and refrained from turning to Irm .Matchit crouched on his horse, staring at the screeching witch bag maker, looking like he was doubting his sanity . The question of how it could be that the man next to him went up in flames was clearly written on his face.Don't you dare, Matchit vom Grautal!The voice went through the werewolves' marrow and bone, but it was n't Flake that made the feeling with her creaky, ice-cream voice . That voice was alien to them. The castle gate opened under the werewolves and a terrible creature stepped out. Her hair was a sea of black and green flames, a cold blue fire burned in her eyes, her skin was white as snow. Fire and ice storms blew her as she approached Matchit.Go while I still give you the chance to disappear gracefully , or stay and I will blow you and your crowd in all directions! This pack is mine!Was that Irm? Aatu leaned forward, interested. Could normal witches even do that? An

• Witch and the Wild Werewolves   Chapter 10

  “It was before he literally went up in flames for you, the last time he tried to take us over. I don't have to mention that it failed, do I? "Seff turned to Irm and winked at her in a good mood. She laughed. Seff liked her laugh. Seff liked the whole Irm, if he was honest . However, Seff was also a werewolf who made friends quickly and with pleasure . He winked at Irm again, his light gray eyes sparkled happily, then he looked ahead again ."Rafe spanked him a lot," he added happily."Up in flames ..." Úlfur giggled silly. Seff made a face at him."We have to be careful, our Irm is extremely dangerous !" He waved. Velvel bravely refrained from laughing out loud. Aatu gritted her teeth. Since when, pray tell, that was down there their Irm? As soon as Rafe was back she would disappear and then they would have their peace again from witches, demons and enchanted T3 vehicles and that was a good thing! He let out a warning growl and the follies s